Not a great prank at my house, at least not for awhile...Our Jack Russell dog was attacked by a lion on our deck Friday night, six feet from the sliding glass door in bright floodlight. He survived. I ran out super fast as the attack started and was about to kick what I thought was a dig on my dog when the lion looked up at me and then ran off. I was a foot or two at most from it at that point. And then that sucker came back an hour later...I look out and he is standing in the same spot as before 6 feet from the door. he was pretty darn big to boot.
We had a famous poacher here in Northeast Florida that ended up becoming great friends with the warden that finally caught him. It took years before he was caught and he was never a folk hero by any means but the news did run a story on how he has since helped the wardens change their tactics in how and what to look for. I guess it is similar to the famous bank robber that now helps the FBI catch other robbers.
